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The Graveyard of My Heart

I buried you with love in the coffin of my heart,
When I realised that it was just a graveyard 
Where people were born to take a short ride
And then decided to switch to a new life.
They leave the roads of my heart beyond repair
And now only meant to be an abode of farewell.
So, I hope you face a lot of love as I watch you embark,
And live an immortal in someone else's heart. 
For love is not a luxury I can receive,
Because I was never a perfect fit.

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Modern Age Girl

Deep down my heart veins,

There prevails the clouds of 

darkness that rains

But I condense them like 

morning dew,

Apply on my eyes with its kohl,

And the world hymns, so divine 

and beautiful.



Sometimes my blood runs cold 

and thick,

As a steady frozen wind

But I embrace them and rouge 

my lips with its redness,

And gazing at them leaves the 
world speechless



At times I hear the world, 

entangling me in their gossips 
and words , 

Twisted up in their jealous rage,

Yet, I captive them and wear 

them around my ears, 

oh! And how it gleams, so 

yellow &bright, 

they are my earings that 
intertwines the dark sides, 

unknown to the world that is so 

wide



I often hear the rainstorm of 
sorrows around me, 

and people deeply mourning on 
a silent breeze

But I denounce this endless grief

And twirled them in my jet black 
hair, 

and tied them into a ponytail

Then they flow so carefree like a 
glorious dazzling sea, 

and how they murmur in 
Romeo's style,

O, she doth teach the torch to 
burn bright!



While walking the edges of my 
life,

I stumble, tremble and get 
wounded high

The rocks and stones become 
the friends of my feet,

Yet, I accept the pain and wear 
it as a gift

Tied up in my anklets that 
contains all the agony

But I walk the streets with all 
my vanity

They sweetly tinkle at my each 
step,

Signaling about the forthcoming 
future that lays ahead



At the midnight in the silence of 
time, 

When everyone sets their 
fancies free

but my woes stretches and 
hardens into infinity

And they give rise to, but so 
soft, so calm yet eloquent,

My beautiful bosoms 

And all men treasures these 
bright designs,

Unaware of the pain it holds 
inside.



Thy earth full of dust and haze,

 Nights of storms and days of 
craze

all that sings a melancholy 
strain, 

but yet I preserve them and 
personify my body 

With its flowery polka dress,

That creates an exotic grace

and that moves men's heart 
without any stress



So here I am all dressed up,

Come and click me with all you 
have

As I look so enhanced,

Flashing a smile that's so 
intense,

But remember, that's not the 
smile from my heart and soul,

But rather a pain hidden in my 
belly it bored.



I hear some people grumbling 
and whispering,

Staring at my photo and 
wondering 

Look at her how graceful she 
looks 

Who ravages the world with her 
trance that allures

Alas! How intensely she lives 
with all her charm

And that veils our senses with 
no alarm



Hence now I know that I am an 
adroit actor

Because I can flaunt my pseudo 
smile faster

How much ever I try to 
suppress my troubled soul,

But the hassled clouds reveals

The utmost grief it feels,

So here I lock all my fantasies,

Broken wishes and crushed 
fancies

And throw them higher, far in 
the future

Bury them and forget the 
twitching agonies I bore

Yes, I am that modern age girl 
whom you adore

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Somewhere I Grew Up

Amidst the people I knew,
Those who had pains to go through
Jumping from exams to exams,
Not able to retrieve the horrid pangs
They slept with algebra clan,
And saw the morning light with geometry gang
But still between my ivory towers
Somewhere I grew up

When I first glanced at my folks,
They had a look of a ghost
As if they are gonna make my toast
With thou names of medicos and scientist
I was amongst all the survivalists
But still between my ivory towers,
Somewhere I grew up

I saw them, I saw me,I saw everyone chanting
And not the hymns but the digits subtracting 
ten minus one ten multiplied by ten,
All the equations so underwhelmed 
But still between my ivory towers,
Somewhere I grew up

I got out of my school with a heroic face,
But my folks wanted an another race
So tired and depleted was I,
But they wanted a techie samurai
Thus, I the poor soul,
Was shanghaied to a stupid pigeon hole
But still between my ivory towers,
Somewhere I grew up

Thus the day will come when I will get out,
After spending six years completely moused
From electrical to management all I learned
With my brain completely burnt,
But now as I slowly move up,
I tell you my dear allies
Never give up the ghosts,
Cos the dreams are yours that you are gonna live
Because it's your life and only you can solemnize,
And hence between all my ivory towers,
Somewhere I finally grew up.

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My Second Mother - Nature

She ignited the string of words,
The intensity and passion in my heart 
Her tender whispers calls me out; 
The wonderful serendipity of meeting her 
Everywhere I vanish, 
She lets me fade in her elusive trance,
The swaying of trees,
The humming of birds,
The chirping of crickets,
The swishing of leaves 
It’s a clubhouse better than us 
The ground looks like an evening gown
Of flowers and leaves, vibrantly hued 
She makes me swing in her lap 
Every time I experience her ocean of calmness, 
I soak myself in the spring of madness 
And slowly she caress my soul
And resurrects me to a different paradise 
My poetry is frozen without her, 
My Mother Nature

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A Tribute To My Comrade Sisters

I am sitting down with my pen,
in a faraway land
For many days, I recalled my memories,
That faded with poor calories
I want to share the aesthetic childhood
spent in the lap of a maternal knighthood.

They are my sisters sent from heaven,
with so many magical possessions 
They stood through thick and thin,
like the mighty Jhansi queen
Two are identical, one is a reflection
There are the three famous sisters from my aunt
Homo sapiens confused them often with a single glance

Two of them dressed alike, they played and ate together
but they are not two but one, each other's forever
Popularly called Sonika & Monika,
The younger sister is their Veronica
She is soft, gentle and shy
but has a soul of a samurai
She is called Minakshi, popularly known as Mini
and I am their little cousin sister Bini :-)

I remember those summer vacations,
spent in Bhaskar nagar nation
I waited for the birds to start chirping
so that I could cross the street and go searching,
I stood up on my dearest bench,
scanning through my sister's fence 
And there I went chorusing and chanting,
Sonu, Monu and Mini didi (elder sister) 
My whole neighborhood went geeky
and knew it was me, the cheeky.

I spent my vacation in their lovely abode,
where I had infinite love that always snowed
My aunts and uncles would crack funny jokes,
that always gave me an energy dose
Soon, when hours went on passing like years,
My mother would come look for me with spears
As soon as she used to step inside,
She would turn into a hybrid
Instead of lifting me up and giving me fiery eye balls
She would join her siblings for a comedy intercourse
Together we all used to have hearty roars 
and some moments completely enamoured.

Now after those lovely years,
when we all grew up here and there
I see my three strong sisters,
combating all odds and fears
She sits there, in the infirmary like an invincible Buddha 
Sending the Cancer to the triangle of Bermuda 
Thus it will never find a way back and face a drastic end,
because you collided with the wrong sisters, my friend.

She will defy all the probabilities,
with her strong capabilities
She will be the face of everyone
who fought cancer like warriors.
She is none other than,
the creator of stronger than cancer
She is Monika, the fighter
Along with Sonika & Minakshi, the Avengers.
And I am proud to be called their baby sister.

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When I Was Born

It was a day in the season of mists,
All were rejoicing as there came the day of feasts
Slowly and steadily the day approached
And my mother sat concerned on her couch
She sat there for hours lost deeply,
Not able to understand what could be easy?
As she carried me in her womb,
The atmosphere remained silent and gloomed

But my folks thought it’s a boy,
And rejoiced, rejoiced and rejoiced
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Chorusing and dancing in the breeze.

How would I know I was not the one?
That they were chanting for the one to come,
I slept peacefully in my mother’s tiny room,
Dreaming about the forthcoming joy that I presumed

And slowly and steadily the time arrived,
When everyone gathered for the boy they idolized,
Crimson flowers, blueberry blossoms,
All seemed to dance in the stardom
Alas! Came the doctor out of the room,
And marched forward to proclaim the news

And soon the glory turned into a thick-skinned despair,
As if a silent war was declared
My mother laid there like an oblivious host,
Unable to utter what was lost
And everyone glared at me completely hypnotized,
Whispering about the girl they despised

There laid the baby with round black eyes,
And hair so beautiful yet intensified
And suddenly, out of the blue
Someone shouted from behind without anyone's clue
Ah! How beautiful she smiles like an emblem of happiness,
To my surprise, everyone came out of their nastiness,
And rejoiced to the glory that seemed endless.

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Regretful Choices

I make many decisions in my life,
In the moment of heat
But as they start sinking in,
It pierces through my soul like a knife.
It leaves behind a huge scar
That I want to hide
I end up making choices again
causing a series of war.
Now there is chaos,
between my mind and heart
And the cycle of regret repeats
Causing them to fall apart.

I look at the mirror and see a hidden image
Of a demon disguised as an angel.
I feel a wrecking ball dancing merrily
Inside my already broken ribcage. 
I end up making choices again
causing a series of war
Now there is chaos,
between my mind and heart
And the cycle of regret repeats
Causing them to fall apart.

I pick up the million pieces of my heart,
That's still holding my love intact 
By a thin line of string,
Almost ready to throw me apart.
I end up making choices again
causing a series of war.
Now there is chaos,
between my mind and heart
And the cycle of regret repeats
Causing them to fall apart.

Serendipity led me to you
I made you believe my love is sublime
You trusted in the unspoken and wild,
And hence a burning hell you had to walk through.
I don't think am a human,
Because I am breathing just fine
My heart is beating without any noise
Because am as toxic as gluten.


I ended up making choices again
causing a series of war.
Now there is chaos everywhere,
between my mind and heart.
And the cycle of regrets repeats again
Causing everything to fall apart.

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The Himalayas

The tranquility of these kings, 
Travels through the tunnels of my heart 
The divine beauty of the Himalayas,
Is an orgasm to my eyes 
I want to touch them, feel them, 
glide gracefully through each one of them,
I want to experience them in every chapter of my life.

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Crazy Eyes

Oh dear crazy eyes
Why are you soaked all night?
You keep going back and forth
Not sleeping through the light

What is the matter?
Oh dear crazy eyes
You look happy watching the skies
Then suddenly tense and stigmatized
I truly fail to understand
What’s your story, crazy eyes?

You seem to have fallen deeply
Into a pit of love-stained graffiti
You stare at the walls
Thinking someone will rescue you
You don’t know the pain that will crawl
From your haunted vision
To your aching, yearning heart

You will slowly become your own insanity
Trapped in an ocean of agony

Oh dear crazy eyes
I am giving you one last piece of advice
Why do you keep attaching yourself
Even when you know the truth?
To a world that will vanish soon
Even if you gather everything
It will still slip from your fists

So please
Save yourself from this grief
Oh dear crazy eyes

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Are You Colored

Some whisper black, some mumble white,
When you marry them; they experience a stream of delight 
The world started its life with the two colors united,
Then why there is a system that divides them?
Don't you remember how beautiful were those channels on tv?
Playing the black and white opera or a cricket spree 
You appreciate the beauty of black and white photography,
Yet you discriminate a human based on topography 
You admire the aesthetic tones of black and white in unison,
But look at them separately when it comes to humans.  
You filter effects to look beautiful with black and white, 
And yet when you come across a black or white person,
Your attraction gets biased between the two,
You look for more white and less black. 
Aren't you a soul that's already blank?